Archive for the 'Love' Category

Places you enjoy being.

October 24, 2008

Go to your happy place. A saying I have heard before, but have never really undertood what it meant. As simple as the concept is, visit a comforting situation in your mind to gain a certain feeling, it doesn’t resonate with me. Yes there are things in my life that make me happy, but they don’t make me feel like I am in a “happy place.” Most likely because I am a contrary bastard who just doesn’t like the way that saying sounds. When I envision a happy place I think of physical locations. Places that I enjoy being. Read the rest of this entry »


Memorable cries you’ve had.

September 15, 2008

In no way are these the only times I have cried in my life (I’m a senstive new aged guy who wears his heart on his sleeve) but these are the ones that stand out to me, and in no way am I ashamed by them.

If you aren’t familiar with the videos at the end and are wondering about them, good. They aren’t safe for work, but they make me laugh so hard that I cry.

Song remakes you enjoy.

September 10, 2008

Sometimes it’s hard to be completely objective when you listen to someone cover a song you truly enjoy. In fact, it is virtually impossible to be impartial, which is why finding a cover you like is such a rewarding accomplishment. What makes one cover loved and another hated is an inexact science. Some of the ones I like take a song and slow it down giving it a softer more demure feel, yet the same can be said of some of the ones I hate. Whatever. Here’s my list of song I like just because I do: Read the rest of this entry »

Things you’d do with only 24 hours to live.

September 8, 2008

Memorable dances.

August 4, 2008

Robot battle dancing is my chosen profession, but surprisingly there isn’t lots of money on the circuit right now. Steve Jobs and Bill Gates were initially interested until they realized there weren’t actually any robots involved. Check out my styles: Read the rest of this entry »

Things you want to experience before dying.

July 3, 2008

The only things that are guaranteed in life are death and taxes. This popular saying is true since every person born up until this point in history has either died or (as it stands) will die. Faced with the certainty of our own mortality most of us develop things that we want to accomplish before the inevitable end. “Roach, isn’t this exactly like having a bucket list?”

Yes. However, when I started typing this entry I wasn’t thinking about it as a bucket list. Like many subjects that will be posted, because it’s not an original idea doesn’t make it any less relevant. Anyway, there are going to be 365 questions. Do you want to try and come up with 365 original ideas? Yeah, so stop with the criticism. I just thought of an original tagline for death. Dying – everybody does it, so why not do it with us? Maybe I should trademark that and see if retirement and funeral homes would advertise with it. Wouldn’t you trust them more because of their brutal honesty? Enough with my scattered thoughts, on to my list:

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Memorable kisses.

June 28, 2008

It took me a while to figure out what topic I would have today. Not because I couldn’t think of one, but because I was having difficulty choosing one that would evoke the same sort of response that the first two subjects have. How would I achieve the balance between the soul-searching introspection being thankful brought out in people and the levity of admitting to your guilty pleasures? Why with something that is both serious and utterly ridiculous simultaneously. Kissing. Well – kissing me at least.

A kiss can be one of the most intimate things you can share with someone, yet they are very versatile. They can show attraction (a passionate goodnight kiss after a first date), or lack thereof (the cheek kiss as someone leans in to plant one). Kisses can be displays of sheer animal lust (a mint-swapping, I am checking your molars for cavities, not coming up for air kiss with a stranger in a bar) or trust (your favorite pet lovingly and sloppily lapping your face). Conceptually it’s very simple, yet there are so many variations on what they can, and often do, mean. Plus, it just looks silly from a third person perspective.

Here’s a little tidbit about me, I hate kissing. There is probably nothing in the world I get more anxious about than a first kiss with someone. My mind is starting to race, my breathing is becoming labored, and the rapidity of my heartbeat has increased just thinking about it. Why? Because it’s possible that a kiss could make or break a relationship. How long do you think you could really stay with a bad kisser? How much would you be willing to teach them? I do eventually warm up to the idea once I become more accustomed to my partner, but even then I am very self-conscious about it. Just something to keep in mind as you peruse my list. For the record, I have never had any complaints about my kissing, at least not to my face…yet. Shut your face and read my list:

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